<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964</id><updated>2012-02-15T10:35:54.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>two-half</title><subtitle type='html'>I asked Elizabeth how old she is, and that's what she answered. &lt;br&gt;
At two and a half years old, she's an amazing conversationalist, &lt;br&gt; and I want to remember everything she says.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>186</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-9008682688515997626</id><published>2012-02-15T10:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T10:35:54.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday Elizabeth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;"This is a great day. It's my birthday, and the class is going to sing to me! I'm also the Special Helper! AND IT'S LIBRARY DAY!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-9008682688515997626?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/9008682688515997626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/9008682688515997626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-birthday-elizabeth.html' title='Happy birthday Elizabeth!'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-3969988746748440885</id><published>2012-02-14T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T14:41:24.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We love Sojourner</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Grampa: "How's school going?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Good. We've been looking at the paintings of Matisse."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-3969988746748440885?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3969988746748440885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3969988746748440885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2012/02/we-love-sojourner.html' title='We love Sojourner'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-5433460351133346890</id><published>2012-02-14T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T14:40:37.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubble bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;"I know! Let's play SURPRISE BEARD!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-5433460351133346890?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5433460351133346890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5433460351133346890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2012/02/bubble-bath.html' title='Bubble bath'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-195831457903899784</id><published>2012-01-18T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T09:54:50.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yee-haw?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(A commercial for a rodeo is on TV...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "What the..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "That's a bull rider at a rodeo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "The bull does NOT look happy."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-195831457903899784?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/195831457903899784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/195831457903899784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2012/01/yee-haw.html' title='Yee-haw?'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-4914966255881091494</id><published>2012-01-16T18:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T18:47:35.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;"I wish the news &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;really would tell us&lt;/span&gt; if it was going to snow."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-4914966255881091494?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4914966255881091494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4914966255881091494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2012/01/yes.html' title='YES'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-9011028342520606366</id><published>2011-12-30T14:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T14:39:13.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're mostly unaffiliated</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth's Friend: "I have to root for the Beavers. Do you like the Beavers?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Um... I actually root for the Ducks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EF: "You don't like the Beavers?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EF: "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "We do like the Beavers, but we like the Ducks a little bit more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(later.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EF: "Why do you like both teams?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Well, my dad roots for both of them. So &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; have to."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-9011028342520606366?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/9011028342520606366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/9011028342520606366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/12/were-mostly-unaffiliated.html' title='We&apos;re mostly unaffiliated'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-9046429670710697558</id><published>2011-12-19T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T21:51:19.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Brain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(While brushing teeth...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "There's one part of your body that needs rest, but it's the same part that wants to stay up: The Brain. Your brain needs a lot of rest, but it says 'I want to stay up and THINK!' but it needs rest, but it doesn't want to rest."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-9046429670710697558?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/9046429670710697558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/9046429670710697558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/12/brain.html' title='The Brain!'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-7965081156301422342</id><published>2011-11-05T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T15:10:50.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee flavored coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Me: "You know what I want?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Coffee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Coffee?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Coffee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "COFFEE?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yeah, doesn't that sound good?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Coffee?!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Coffee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[pause]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "For what?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-7965081156301422342?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/7965081156301422342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/7965081156301422342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/11/coffee-flavored-coffee.html' title='Coffee flavored coffee'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-599558899536623797</id><published>2011-11-05T08:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T08:52:32.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awwww.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;"You know what I would take to college? My whole house!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-599558899536623797?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/599558899536623797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/599558899536623797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/11/awwww.html' title='Awwww.....'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-7343785567146605196</id><published>2011-10-30T18:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T18:58:41.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Existential</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Time to brush teeth! Come here please!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: [from across the house] "I AM THERE!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-7343785567146605196?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/7343785567146605196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/7343785567146605196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/10/existential.html' title='Existential'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-990748047695708950</id><published>2011-10-30T18:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T18:13:14.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindergartener One-Liners</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;"Don't surprise me ever again with a bath."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-990748047695708950?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/990748047695708950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/990748047695708950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/10/kindergartener-one-liners.html' title='Kindergartener One-Liners'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-4643427579540143232</id><published>2011-10-28T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T09:28:22.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why did it have to be snakes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;"What if Indiana Jones was trick-or-treating.... and all he got was CANDY SNAKES. [pause] But, he would still eat 'em."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-4643427579540143232?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4643427579540143232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4643427579540143232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/10/why-did-it-have-to-be-snakes.html' title='Why did it have to be snakes?'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-875572853916187512</id><published>2011-10-28T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T08:46:37.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(I was in the kitchen when I heard from the living room...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "WHAT?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "They just said in that commercial that if you're sick, you should eat honey."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yeah, sometimes it's good for a sore throat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: [grabs her throat] "Uuuuuggghhh... I do. I have a sore throat."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-875572853916187512?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/875572853916187512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/875572853916187512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/10/sweet.html' title='Sweet'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-4193057328607852924</id><published>2011-10-17T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T17:04:04.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Detail-oriented to the max</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;This guest post comes to us from Elizabeth's Grandpa Tom. An incredible true-story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(In the parking lot at the Children's Museum...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa (upon spotting a car that he thinks looks just like their grey Rav4): "Hey Elizabeth, I hope we don't get in that car by mistake."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth (without looking back at Grandpa and Grandma's car): "Don't worry Grandpa, that one doesn't have white stripes on the back lights like yours, and the license number is different, and that one has grey door handles. The ones on your car are black."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Even though Elizabeth doesn't need to look back at Grandpa and Grandma's car to spot these differences, Grandpa does. And is amazed to find she is exactly correct.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-4193057328607852924?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4193057328607852924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4193057328607852924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/10/detail-oriented-to-max.html' title='Detail-oriented to the max'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-4680842230594036285</id><published>2011-10-17T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T09:02:15.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How long??</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Elizabeth notices an airplane in the sky...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Next time &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; go to California, we won't be on a plane, we'll be in a car.... for a long time!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth "How long?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "The first day will be about 8 hours, and the second day will be about 8 hours, then we'll be there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth "Whoa.... How long does it take to get to Oregon State?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "We're in Oregon right now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth "How long does it take to get to the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;whole world??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Hmmmm...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth "And, how long does it take to get to Spanish Land?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-4680842230594036285?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4680842230594036285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4680842230594036285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-long.html' title='How long??'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-648940234391471912</id><published>2011-10-09T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T08:20:43.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got these questions in rapid succession:</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(The topic right before this? How to pick up a cat...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How did they make the world?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How did they make the first person, because no one would be there to have a baby the first time?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How did they make the planets?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-648940234391471912?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/648940234391471912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/648940234391471912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-got-these-questions-in-rapid.html' title='I got these questions in rapid succession:'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-2444746281331630983</id><published>2011-10-07T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T19:32:22.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Practical</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(We are dressing up to go to the &lt;a href="http://www.davisgraveyard.com"&gt;Davis Graveyard&lt;/a&gt;....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Are those the shoes you are going to wear?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yep!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "But those are not witch shoes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "They are very practical, though."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "No they're not!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh, sure they are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Nothing is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt; practical."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-2444746281331630983?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2444746281331630983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2444746281331630983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/10/practical.html' title='Practical'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-7267870095027368395</id><published>2011-10-06T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T19:20:01.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growth spurt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Dinner time...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "I want to eat the whole pot of mac &amp; cheese."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "All of it??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Yes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Well, why don't you ask your tummy if that's what your tummy would like."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Ok. Tummy? Do you want the whole pot of mac &amp; cheese? He said 'YES, INDEED!'"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-7267870095027368395?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/7267870095027368395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/7267870095027368395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/10/growth-spurt.html' title='Growth spurt!'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-2536849135584932511</id><published>2011-09-27T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T08:41:50.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My world-champion scuba diver</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Bathtime...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "I want you to count how long I can hold my breath underwater."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Ok... go. One-thousand-one, one-thousand-two, one-thousand-three, one-thousand-four, one-thousand-five, one-thou..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "No, no, no. Count. Count normal. Like this: Onetwothreefourfivesixseveneightnineteneleventwelvethirteenfourteen. OK?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Ok."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "And, count fast."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-2536849135584932511?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2536849135584932511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2536849135584932511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-world-champion-scuba-diver.html' title='My world-champion scuba diver'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-2305667628229164834</id><published>2011-09-22T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T19:31:05.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindergartener One-Liners</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;"You don't have a mommy, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; a mommy!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-2305667628229164834?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2305667628229164834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2305667628229164834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/09/kindergartener-one-liners.html' title='Kindergartener One-Liners'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-649700957096871653</id><published>2011-09-13T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T10:55:48.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something magical</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(While getting ready to go to Kindergarten in the morning...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "OK, time to brush teeth..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: [peeks her head around the corner, wearing a large witch's hat &amp; smiling] "Alright, I just have to do something real quick!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-649700957096871653?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/649700957096871653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/649700957096871653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/09/something-magical.html' title='Something magical'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-2195549920166866994</id><published>2011-09-12T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T16:28:38.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(While taking a bath, pretending to be a Milkshake stand. She hands me a cup of bathwater....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "....and here is your milkshake! It's our special, Blueberry-Strawberry-Mango!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Thank you, how much do I owe you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "IT'S FREE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Really??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Yes. We have TOO MUCH MONEY!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-2195549920166866994?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2195549920166866994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2195549920166866994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/09/too-much.html' title='Too much'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-6319411054258115181</id><published>2011-08-29T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T09:34:19.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I knew i could see the future!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d101e353191f13b7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd101e353191f13b7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331518279%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D59F0234D3C52DC27A3EE1A14596EF1A22B8A0918.449AC98C4BE55DBBAC2AFC5412299A49A9C11E47%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd101e353191f13b7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DptFsgYNHmCjt1DXWLA1v8QALFP8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd101e353191f13b7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331518279%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D59F0234D3C52DC27A3EE1A14596EF1A22B8A0918.449AC98C4BE55DBBAC2AFC5412299A49A9C11E47%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd101e353191f13b7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DptFsgYNHmCjt1DXWLA1v8QALFP8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-6319411054258115181?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6319411054258115181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6319411054258115181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-told-you-i-could-see-future.html' title='I knew i could see the future!'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-1221633822474317487</id><published>2011-08-19T13:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T13:31:27.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleeeean up. Cleeeean up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Mommy, I want my room all cleaned up. Especially this over here and the floor. But, we don't have to clean this area here, because that would just be a waste of time."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-1221633822474317487?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/1221633822474317487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/1221633822474317487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/08/cleeeean-up-cleeeean-up.html' title='Cleeeean up. Cleeeean up...'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-8918364923353978534</id><published>2011-08-12T15:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T15:09:02.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That time when you discovered you could eat snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;This is classic Elizabeth. Funny, smart, and adorable. Enjoy this little vid, and be sure to stick around for the grand finale of cuteness. This was taken December of 2008...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="240" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/48309711267" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/48309711267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-8918364923353978534?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/8918364923353978534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/8918364923353978534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/08/testing.html' title='That time when you discovered you could eat snow!'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-3103214345984215035</id><published>2011-08-11T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T09:42:33.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, yes, José!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Somebody has a giant squirt-gun...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I don't want to be squirted right now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Oh YES, José!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "No thank you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Well, you know... if I get you, I get you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yeah, but..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "And if I don't, then I don't."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-3103214345984215035?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3103214345984215035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3103214345984215035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-yes-jose.html' title='Oh, yes, José!'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-2445682847484270676</id><published>2011-08-07T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T15:10:40.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ORLY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(While I check out the box of hair color I just bought....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Don't color your hair."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Ever?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "No, just not right now. We're playing. It's your day off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh, you're right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "You should take a day off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "From what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "From doing things your way."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-2445682847484270676?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2445682847484270676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2445682847484270676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/08/orly.html' title='ORLY?'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-882635118353666071</id><published>2011-08-02T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T14:43:06.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One day, she will understand</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Let's pick up all your stuff in the living room &amp; clean up a bit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "No. You can, though."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh. Why do I get to do all of it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Because you &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; to clean."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-882635118353666071?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/882635118353666071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/882635118353666071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-day-she-will-understand.html' title='One day, she will understand'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-2696479295100280723</id><published>2011-07-26T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T12:18:13.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I stand corrected</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Crayons!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Can you hand me that orange crayon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "That's Red-Orange."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-2696479295100280723?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2696479295100280723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2696479295100280723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-stand-corrected.html' title='I stand corrected'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-4046088243725131521</id><published>2011-07-23T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T14:43:58.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumbo Bubble</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(At the hotel across the street from Disneyland... bedtime...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: [to her large Dumbo stuffed animal] "Dumbo, you can't sleep in the bed. You're in daddy's personal space bubble."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-4046088243725131521?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4046088243725131521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4046088243725131521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/07/dumbo-bubble.html' title='Dumbo Bubble'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-4187211731217303768</id><published>2011-07-15T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T14:40:27.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A fancy new feature, you guys!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Hello, visitor! You are most likely a friend or family member or both. I'm excited to let you know that you can now sign our &lt;a href="http://two-half.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello.html"&gt;Guestbook&lt;/a&gt;. We don't do comments around here, but we still want to know if you're enjoying the blog, and will take any suggestions for future content (ha! yeah right!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks folks! Go &lt;a href="http://two-half.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; now and click the rectangle that says POST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-4187211731217303768?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4187211731217303768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4187211731217303768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/07/fancy-new-feature-you-guys.html' title='A fancy new feature, you guys!!'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-4265506310553756342</id><published>2011-07-12T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T13:36:45.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Legit Reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(While driving, we see a team of window washers way up on the Big Pink building)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "What are they doing up there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "They are washing each window on the entire, huge building!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Whoa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I wouldn't want that job."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Me neither. Booooooring!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-4265506310553756342?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4265506310553756342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4265506310553756342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/07/legit-reason.html' title='A Legit Reason'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-8388939102663975248</id><published>2011-07-11T19:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T19:11:21.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky gets a scolding</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(When we had both guinea pigs on the couch with us, Lucky almost bit Chowie... and gets in trouble with Elizabeth...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, Lucky! Little Chowie is just a little pig. Chowie is just out to have some fun! She's just checking out the world...that's what being a guinea pig is all about, Lucky!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-8388939102663975248?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/8388939102663975248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/8388939102663975248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/07/lucky-gets-scolding.html' title='Lucky gets a scolding'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-7436354357683983886</id><published>2011-07-10T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T19:38:43.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to learn, Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(While swimming....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Now, mommy. Today, I want you to learn to swim with your head &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;in &lt;/span&gt;the water."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-7436354357683983886?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/7436354357683983886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/7436354357683983886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/07/while-swimming.html' title='Time to learn, Mommy'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-4963335330589925976</id><published>2011-07-07T20:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T20:24:25.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sounds reasonable</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Soon we leave for Disneyland!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I'm going to get you your own Disney gift card so that you can buy souvenirs when we're at Disneyland. It's going to be a $40 card."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "I want you to get me... 4... of those, please."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-4963335330589925976?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4963335330589925976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4963335330589925976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/07/sounds-reasonable.html' title='Sounds reasonable'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-8832846547089938075</id><published>2011-07-04T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T15:54:38.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Planning our strategy...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "What firework do you want to light first?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Well... let's do all the boring ones first."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-8832846547089938075?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/8832846547089938075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/8832846547089938075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/07/good-plan.html' title='Good plan'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-2159544448605843670</id><published>2011-07-04T15:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T15:54:55.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Front Streamline</title><content type='html'>&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(While at the Aquatic Park...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "You don't know how to swim. I can swim."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I know how to swim."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "But you don't know how to do the FRONT STREAMLINE!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-2159544448605843670?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2159544448605843670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2159544448605843670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/07/front-streamline.html' title='Front Streamline'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-4961451784325943235</id><published>2011-06-05T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T19:44:52.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt; Elizabeth: "Want to hear a joke?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me "Yep!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Where did you get your license?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me "Where."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Yeah, where?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me "What? You &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to know where I got my license?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "No, that's the joke."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me "Oh... ok. Start again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Ok. Where'd you get your license?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me "Where?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "CLOWN COLLEGE!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-4961451784325943235?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4961451784325943235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4961451784325943235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/06/joke.html' title='A joke'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-2101818677836845897</id><published>2011-06-01T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T19:45:54.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Powerpuff Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;"It helps if there are three monsters. That way, Blossom can beat one, Bubbles can beat one, and Buttercup can beat one, too!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-2101818677836845897?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2101818677836845897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2101818677836845897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/06/powerpuff-girls.html' title='Powerpuff Girls'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-6429207854290226507</id><published>2011-05-23T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T12:41:45.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cascadia Cup edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "The winners of this game should get to go to Great Wolf Lodge as the prize!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-6429207854290226507?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6429207854290226507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6429207854290226507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/05/cascadia-cup-edition.html' title='Cascadia Cup edition'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-2177873786511930385</id><published>2011-04-30T18:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T18:15:44.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yep</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Everybody needs a boss!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh yeah? Who's your boss?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: [pause] "...you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Nice."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-2177873786511930385?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2177873786511930385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2177873786511930385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/04/yep.html' title='Yep'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-3071957272853557150</id><published>2011-04-10T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T20:10:05.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before the Guinea Pigs came...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Reading the information about each Guinea Pig on the Oregon Humane Society's website...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: [Reading] "Stormy is a gentle Guinea Pig looking for her &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;furever&lt;/span&gt; home. She is looking for a place that will provide her with the socialization and companionship that little piggies crave..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Wait, let me write this down."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-3071957272853557150?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3071957272853557150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3071957272853557150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/04/before-guinea-pigs-came.html' title='Before the Guinea Pigs came...'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-8356710765861857002</id><published>2011-04-10T20:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T20:06:52.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worn out</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Mommy, I am just WORN OUT taking care of these Guinea Pigs!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-8356710765861857002?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/8356710765861857002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/8356710765861857002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/04/worn-out.html' title='Worn out'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-6801009724029089227</id><published>2011-04-09T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T21:33:38.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>While you are snug</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Playing the blanket game, Elizabeth pretends to be my blanket &amp; lays down on me....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: [Moving] "Boo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Aaah!! My blanket is alive!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Yes, and I can &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;talk too!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Whoa! I didn't know I had a talking blanket!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Just read my tag. It says [in a booming voice] 'At night, while you are snug, I COME ALIVE AND TALK TO YOU!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-6801009724029089227?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6801009724029089227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6801009724029089227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/04/while-you-are-snug.html' title='While you are snug'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-678852174153201578</id><published>2011-03-24T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T13:07:41.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock on</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(To her best friend, Genevieve...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "My Dad loves a song called The Who."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-678852174153201578?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/678852174153201578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/678852174153201578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/03/rock-on.html' title='Rock on'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-9105823072860190775</id><published>2011-03-23T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T15:14:24.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaiian vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Check it out, there's a photo of Grama looking at a volcano bed. It's a cold volcano, so it's safe to get close to it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Yeah, it lost its batteries."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-9105823072860190775?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/9105823072860190775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/9105823072860190775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/03/hawaiian-vacation.html' title='Hawaiian vacation'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-6000992891612883110</id><published>2011-03-21T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T15:16:16.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That was my major, too</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(While playing hide-and-seek.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "HOW'D YOU FIND ME??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "'Cause I'm smart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Well, I'm smarter than you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh really? But I went to college."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "I went to college, too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "You did? When?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "April... 1st."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh... what was your grade point average."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Paint."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I see..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "And Zhu Zhu Pets."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-6000992891612883110?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6000992891612883110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6000992891612883110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/03/that-was-my-major-too.html' title='That was my major, too'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-2462286249238664968</id><published>2011-03-20T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T20:07:07.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschooler One-Liners</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;"...because &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that's &lt;/span&gt;the rules of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-2462286249238664968?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2462286249238664968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2462286249238664968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/03/preschooler-one-liners_20.html' title='Preschooler One-Liners'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-7482636551724069917</id><published>2011-03-19T11:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T11:57:23.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Philosophy</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Sometimes Summer is good and bad. It's good because you can do slip-n-slide and stuff. But, it's bad when you get stung by a bee."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-7482636551724069917?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/7482636551724069917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/7482636551724069917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/03/summer-philosophy.html' title='Summer Philosophy'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-9207221432391433758</id><published>2011-03-19T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T11:55:35.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschooler One-Liners</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;"Alright. You &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ask&lt;/span&gt; for it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-9207221432391433758?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/9207221432391433758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/9207221432391433758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/03/preschooler-one-liners.html' title='Preschooler One-Liners'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-3298681632437115880</id><published>2011-03-15T16:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T16:54:29.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 30th Birthday, Uncle Sam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Discussing the festivities for tonight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grama: "Today you &amp; I need to go buy some pie for the party tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: [scowl]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "You like pie, right Elizabeth?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "I like pie, but &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;not for birthdays&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-3298681632437115880?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3298681632437115880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3298681632437115880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-30th-birthday-uncle-sam.html' title='Happy 30th Birthday, Uncle Sam!'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-5585320891167462861</id><published>2011-03-10T14:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T14:37:11.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Except Twister</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Twister's fun until you start playing, I say...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "I'm pretty good at Twister."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yes you are... I am not so good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "No, you're not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I'm good at other things, though?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "You're good at everything else except Twister."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-5585320891167462861?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5585320891167462861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5585320891167462861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/03/except-twister.html' title='Except Twister'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-5768529183529398572</id><published>2011-03-07T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T15:21:26.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Elizabeth &amp; I race to the bathroom... this time, I won...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Hey!" [smacks me on the leg] "I was supposed to win!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Ow, please don't smack me, that hurts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "That wasn't a smack! That was a HAND HUG!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-5768529183529398572?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5768529183529398572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5768529183529398572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/03/yow.html' title='Yow!'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-1799533444837064114</id><published>2011-03-07T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T15:18:13.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The marketing... it works!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Cereal break!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Here you go.... have you ever tried Cinnamon Toast Crunch?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Oh yeah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[takes a bite]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whoa... maybe I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; tried it! Mmm.... yum."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "It's my favorite."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: [quietly to herself] "Mmmm, Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Part of a good breakfast."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-1799533444837064114?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/1799533444837064114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/1799533444837064114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/03/marketing-it-works.html' title='The marketing... it works!'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-7545351840788720149</id><published>2011-03-01T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T15:56:08.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alrighty then!</title><content type='html'>(While eating a snack...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Want some?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Sure, thanks!" [reaches for snack]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: [not in a mean way... just matter-of-fact] "Go get some of your own."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-7545351840788720149?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/7545351840788720149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/7545351840788720149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/03/alrighty-then.html' title='Alrighty then!'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-8894319532312963854</id><published>2011-02-22T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T19:40:57.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The tale of the little cough</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(When the flu came to visit...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Are you all better except for your cough?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yep, I feel mostly all better except for my little cough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "I think he likes you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Uh huh, I think so."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "He's like, [high-pitched voice] 'OH, I LOVE YOU! I'M VERY SORRY YOU HAVE ME!!'"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-8894319532312963854?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/8894319532312963854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/8894319532312963854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/02/tale-of-little-cough.html' title='The tale of the little cough'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-5049617254363193758</id><published>2011-02-22T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T19:31:38.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Wanna play a game?...."</title><content type='html'>"It's called CRASH-OW-OW."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-5049617254363193758?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5049617254363193758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5049617254363193758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/02/wanna-play-game.html' title='&quot;Wanna play a game?....&quot;'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-6759172602552591354</id><published>2011-02-21T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T14:38:28.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good customer service!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm so proud of my little shop keeper. Elizabeth sets up her 'Fabulous Fashion Boutique' at least once a day, and I go shopping. On a recent trip...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Hello! What do you have that's new today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Perhaps you would be ines-sa-ter-rad in this...?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-6759172602552591354?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6759172602552591354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6759172602552591354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/02/good-customer-service.html' title='Good customer service!'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-1392025149543748226</id><published>2011-02-19T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T14:57:56.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff like this happens quite a bit, lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "I spy with my little eye... something that is red."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Um... this shampoo bottle?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "That's not pink!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "You said red."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "No I didn't!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-1392025149543748226?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/1392025149543748226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/1392025149543748226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/02/elizabeth-i-spy-with-my-little-eye.html' title='Stuff like this happens quite a bit, lately'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-2666506881089541189</id><published>2011-02-19T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T20:41:38.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockstar Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(While playing with Polly Pockets...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Do we look like rockstars?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh, yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Good. Because we're going to be in a rockstar band."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-2666506881089541189?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2666506881089541189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2666506881089541189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/02/rockstar-band.html' title='Rockstar Band'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-2443688051477897831</id><published>2011-02-14T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T15:48:50.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faster!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(During a good game of chase...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "I am faster now! Because I'm 5! Everytime I am a new number, I get &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;faster!!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-2443688051477897831?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2443688051477897831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2443688051477897831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/02/faster.html' title='Faster!!'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-5502300162133484910</id><published>2011-02-05T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T20:23:48.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>INTERNET</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "When I was at Grama &amp; Grampa's, we were watching 'Max &amp; Ruby' and Max wanted a dragon shirt. Grama said, "How does max know there's a dragon shirt?" and Grampa said: "INTERNET!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "That is funny."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "If you were there, you would &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; it was funny!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[later]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh, are you going to eat your plum?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Why'd you ask me to cut one up for you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "INTERNET!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-5502300162133484910?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5502300162133484910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5502300162133484910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/02/internet.html' title='INTERNET'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-3761385657964093791</id><published>2011-02-03T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T07:35:39.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tickle fight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Elizabeth sees an opportunity to win the tickle fight...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Will you open up your armpit, please?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-3761385657964093791?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3761385657964093791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3761385657964093791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/02/tickle-fight.html' title='Tickle fight!'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-845215920889000738</id><published>2011-01-28T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T12:27:49.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrrrr!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Your hands... They are freezing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "That is why I am putting them on your tummy. To warm them up."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-845215920889000738?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/845215920889000738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/845215920889000738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/01/brrrrr.html' title='Brrrrr!'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-4110335084542743151</id><published>2011-01-22T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T10:25:32.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>???</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(While playing with Polly Pocket dolls...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: [as a doll] "Hi!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: [as her doll] "Hi!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "What's your name?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Protein!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-4110335084542743151?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4110335084542743151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4110335084542743151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='???'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-8391484289175624780</id><published>2011-01-16T11:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T11:57:16.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BCS Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(While watching the big game... and seeing the Auburn mascot...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Do tigers eat ducks?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "...hm...I don't know if ducks live near tigers. I'm gonna say probably not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "I think they do. Tigers eat everything except themselves, and other tigers."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-8391484289175624780?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/8391484289175624780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/8391484289175624780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/01/bcs-edition.html' title='BCS Edition'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-8512752472120956345</id><published>2011-01-16T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T11:54:59.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't a gal use the facilities?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Sorry, but this took place in the restroom...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: [knock, knock]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Can I come in?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yep!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Are you peeing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yep!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "I need something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "What is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "....Dinner."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-8512752472120956345?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/8512752472120956345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/8512752472120956345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2011/01/cant-gal-use-facilities.html' title='Can&apos;t a gal use the facilities?'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-7845119242164949048</id><published>2010-12-20T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T22:33:40.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well sort of</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;(The new Entertainment Weekly just arrived...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Look! It's Rapunzel!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "That's actually Lady Gaga."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-7845119242164949048?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/7845119242164949048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/7845119242164949048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/12/well-sort-of.html' title='Well sort of'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-2040525077942365250</id><published>2010-12-16T09:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T09:09:44.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phrase also heard on the 7 1/2 floor</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(...While trying to get around me to walk down the hall)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Excuse me please. Small-ladies first!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-2040525077942365250?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2040525077942365250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2040525077942365250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/12/phrase-also-heard-on-7-12-floor.html' title='Phrase also heard on the 7 1/2 floor'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-1365699977412811648</id><published>2010-11-30T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T12:14:43.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In other words: You are old</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Me: "...I'll be thirty-four this year on my birthday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Holy Cowey Smokes!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-1365699977412811648?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/1365699977412811648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/1365699977412811648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-other-words-you-are-old.html' title='In other words: You are old'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-5704391035105073714</id><published>2010-11-28T19:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T19:08:13.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo-Lights edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Me: "When do you want to go to Zoo-Lights this year?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Well, what do you think?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Sometime when it's not raining."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Yeah! Good point!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-5704391035105073714?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5704391035105073714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5704391035105073714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/11/zoo-lights-edition.html' title='Zoo-Lights edition'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-2624096668777363562</id><published>2010-11-26T15:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T15:08:17.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pronounced: Yun-yins.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "I don't like onions.... I only like onions in Old McDonald's Happy Burgers."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-2624096668777363562?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2624096668777363562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/2624096668777363562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/11/pronounced-yun-yins.html' title='Pronounced: Yun-yins.'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-3980423888708428482</id><published>2010-11-17T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T21:25:19.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pie Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Making baking plans for the big day...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "You can help me bake Grampa's favorite pie for Thanksgiving."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "What kind is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Pecan Pie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Oh, I have three... No... I have... six yummy favorites."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "What are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "I like Cherry Pie, Pumpkin, Pecawnd Pie, Apple, Berry... I really like Watermelon, Berry, Apple... all kinds of Berry Pie... and Pear."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-3980423888708428482?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3980423888708428482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3980423888708428482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/11/pie-season.html' title='Pie Season'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-3535951923453063563</id><published>2010-11-09T15:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T15:10:31.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschooler One-Liners</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Holy Sense-of-Humor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-3535951923453063563?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3535951923453063563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3535951923453063563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/11/preschooler-one-liners.html' title='Preschooler One-Liners'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-7508374721816303092</id><published>2010-11-09T15:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T15:08:14.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She replied, without hesitating...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(While at the Happiest Place on Earth...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: When you're grown up, are you going to bring your kids to Disneyland?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: If they are big enough for rides I will!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-7508374721816303092?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/7508374721816303092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/7508374721816303092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/11/she-replied-without-hesitating.html' title='She replied, without hesitating...'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-4693761313512856570</id><published>2010-10-18T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T11:53:05.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, this happened</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "What in the Hell is this???"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-4693761313512856570?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4693761313512856570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/4693761313512856570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/10/yes-this-happened.html' title='Yes, this happened'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-1184830828690158018</id><published>2010-10-08T08:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T08:32:51.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taller.... or Shorter?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Mommy gets the hang of a brand new game...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Want to play a game? It's called 'Taller, or Shorter?'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Sure"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "OK. Are you taller, or shorter?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Than what, you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(repeats, patiently)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Are you taller.... or shorter?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Um, taller."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Right! Now, am I taller or shorter?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Shorter?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "That's right. Shorter."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-1184830828690158018?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/1184830828690158018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/1184830828690158018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/10/taller-or-shorter.html' title='Taller.... or Shorter?'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-8576173743185907955</id><published>2010-10-01T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T10:32:05.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sacred Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(On our way to the Spirit Halloween Store...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Did you know that me &amp; daddy got married on Halloween?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "You mean.... you &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;missed&lt;/span&gt; Trick or Treats??"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-8576173743185907955?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/8576173743185907955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/8576173743185907955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/10/sacred-holiday.html' title='A Sacred Holiday'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-5620036549344428904</id><published>2010-09-01T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T12:28:26.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dry-clean only</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(While watching a Disneyland show, Elizabeth wonders about the costumes...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Can everybody's costume get wet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me "Sort of... probably not too wet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Yeah. I hope when all the characters go home at night, I hope they wash all their costumes."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-5620036549344428904?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5620036549344428904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5620036549344428904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/09/dry-clean-only.html' title='Dry-clean only'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-5119760067261186864</id><published>2010-08-23T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T19:41:21.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super-Duper</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Dessert time...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know what I want for dessert? OK. This is gonna be a super-duper dessert, so I'm going to have to brush my teeth really, really good..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-5119760067261186864?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5119760067261186864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5119760067261186864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/08/super-duper.html' title='Super-Duper'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-853040315270477091</id><published>2010-08-20T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T11:43:33.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It gets confusing</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(I really don't remember how this conversation started... Something like this...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "...I'm the only Mommy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "I have one Mommy and one Daddy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yep."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "And one Grama and one Grampa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Well, you have Grama Jan &amp; Grampa Tom. But, you also have Grama Connie and Grampa Al."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "So, I have two Gramas and two Grampas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And two Mommies and two Daddies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Actually, only one Mommy and one Daddy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[pause]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Are you pretending?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-853040315270477091?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/853040315270477091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/853040315270477091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-gets-confusing.html' title='It gets confusing'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-3611494832728357770</id><published>2010-07-19T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T14:58:22.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As in 'Urrrrrrcch!!!'</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(While playing with Happy Car, a ride-on car who is happy.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Look, mommy. This button makes the car go. This makes the horn honk. And, this makes the car go urch."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-3611494832728357770?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3611494832728357770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3611494832728357770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/07/as-in-urrrrrrcch.html' title='As in &apos;Urrrrrrcch!!!&apos;'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-6162545979551739113</id><published>2010-07-19T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T14:55:06.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tires with a hint of popcorn</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(First time in Les Schwab, this should be classic!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: (pauses) "....Mommy....I want you to smell. The air..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-6162545979551739113?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6162545979551739113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6162545979551739113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/07/tires-with-hint-of-popcorn.html' title='Tires with a hint of popcorn'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-7100480293352860270</id><published>2010-07-12T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T12:05:57.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To The Ship!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;While playing with pirates on Pirate Island at Grama's...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (as one of the pirate toys)"OK, Pirates! Now that I've gathered you here for the pirate meeting, I've decided that we will attack the Princess Castle. Who's with me??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: (as one of the other pirate toys) "I've got an idea, Captain! Let's play Knock-Knock-Who's-There!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-7100480293352860270?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/7100480293352860270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/7100480293352860270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-ship.html' title='To The Ship!'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-7749478574993805967</id><published>2010-07-05T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T09:24:01.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a sweetie</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Discussing our neighbor Bill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I guess Bill had a fall. He hurt himself while gardening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: Oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Should we make him a card or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: Yes. Here is what I want you to write in it: "Poor Bill. We love you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-7749478574993805967?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/7749478574993805967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/7749478574993805967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-sweetie.html' title='What a sweetie'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-5041499178085692244</id><published>2010-07-05T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T09:21:16.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The reason for the season</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;While watching fireworks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy birthday... July."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-5041499178085692244?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5041499178085692244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5041499178085692244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/07/reason-for-season.html' title='The reason for the season'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-5939596465663857594</id><published>2010-07-02T17:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T17:55:08.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naps are good for something</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Grama and Grampa are on vacation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yes, they are probably still driving at the moment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "I think they will need to take a nap."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-5939596465663857594?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5939596465663857594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5939596465663857594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/07/naps-are-good-for-something.html' title='Naps are good for something'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-5654670697454324932</id><published>2010-07-02T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T17:52:59.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of course!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It's fireworks season...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Are you going to be able to stay up until it's dark enough to do fireworks?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Yes, of course! I don't sleep whenever we're doing something fun."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-5654670697454324932?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5654670697454324932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5654670697454324932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/07/of-course.html' title='Of course!'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-5889234261255124101</id><published>2010-07-02T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T17:47:19.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yumz</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lunchtime...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Wanna go to Burgerville?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "No. I want to go to HotDogville."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-5889234261255124101?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5889234261255124101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/5889234261255124101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/07/yumz.html' title='Yumz'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-6550655240693284970</id><published>2010-06-20T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T23:43:12.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschooler One-Liners</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;"I don't like babies. I like puppies instead."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-6550655240693284970?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6550655240693284970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6550655240693284970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/06/preschooler-one-liners.html' title='Preschooler One-Liners'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-202007166120335142</id><published>2010-06-13T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T00:14:26.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toy Story Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;While beating her toothbrush on the counter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm playing a new game. It's called BEAT ZURG!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-202007166120335142?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/202007166120335142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/202007166120335142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/06/toy-story-mania.html' title='Toy Story Mania'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-6101742809480766765</id><published>2010-06-13T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T00:12:21.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More much</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;On the subject of art museums...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Do you want to visit the art museum sometime?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizbeth: "No. I think the toy store will be more much fun."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-6101742809480766765?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6101742809480766765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6101742809480766765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-much.html' title='More much'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-3253997963183431031</id><published>2010-06-13T00:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T00:09:21.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>While reading Cinderella</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"...the chirping birds awakened Cinderella from her happy dreams..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Do you ever dream at night?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "No. You need clouds for dreams."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-3253997963183431031?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3253997963183431031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3253997963183431031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/06/while-reading-cinderella.html' title='While reading Cinderella'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-3345538563659888408</id><published>2010-05-12T15:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T15:38:53.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschooler One-Liners</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;"Those are not clues. Those are garbage."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-3345538563659888408?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3345538563659888408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3345538563659888408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/05/preschooler-one-liners_12.html' title='Preschooler One-Liners'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-6886710559153988695</id><published>2010-05-06T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T18:28:34.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>40th Anniversary Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Tomorrow we get to take Grama &amp; Grampa to the airport. Do you remember where they are going?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Where."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "...to... get me a coconut."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yep. Mexico."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Yeah, Mexico."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "It's a different country"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Yeah, I think I've been to that country."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh really?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Yes. OMSI lives in that country."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh, is that right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "Yeah, and Oaks Park also lives in Mexico."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-6886710559153988695?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6886710559153988695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6886710559153988695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/05/40th-anniversary-edition.html' title='40th Anniversary Edition'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-3265432057570767609</id><published>2010-05-05T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T13:01:52.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschooler One-Liners</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;"I need to do something. Can I have your cheek?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-3265432057570767609?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3265432057570767609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3265432057570767609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/05/preschooler-one-liners_05.html' title='Preschooler One-Liners'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-1743123603644399773</id><published>2010-05-05T12:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T12:59:32.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's got a solution for everything!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(While cleaning up Connect-Four pieces with Grama.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grama: "OK, let's put all the pieces back in the box."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: [not exactly helping]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grama: "What if I have to vacuum?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "If you have to vacuum..." [thinking] "...call me, and I'll tell you not to."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-1743123603644399773?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/1743123603644399773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/1743123603644399773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/05/shes-got-solution-for-everything.html' title='She&apos;s got a solution for everything!'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-6321110605348516216</id><published>2010-05-05T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T12:55:10.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschooler One-Liners</title><content type='html'>"Um... Can I stand on your head for a minute? I have to do something."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-6321110605348516216?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6321110605348516216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6321110605348516216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/05/preschooler-one-liners.html' title='Preschooler One-Liners'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-6319723504609242133</id><published>2010-03-15T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T12:15:20.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indoor sunflower planting gone awry</title><content type='html'>Elizabeth: "Mommy, you're gonna &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;freak out&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: [playing along] "Yay! I'm gonna freak out!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "You're gonna freak out!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Ok!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "You're gonna be &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;CRAZY&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yeah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth "You're gonna be crazy! But not mad! There's seeds &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;EVERYWHERE&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Alrighty! ...Wait, what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "There's seeds EVERYWHERE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Where?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth: "In the kitchen! CRAZY!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-6319723504609242133?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6319723504609242133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/6319723504609242133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/03/indoor-sunflower-planting-gone-awry.html' title='Indoor sunflower planting gone awry'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-682163874853041964.post-3887984227077212562</id><published>2010-03-15T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T12:12:02.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschooler One-Liners</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(While in Movie Madness)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are Spiderman and Yoda friends?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/682163874853041964-3887984227077212562?l=two-half.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3887984227077212562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/682163874853041964/posts/default/3887984227077212562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://two-half.blogspot.com/2010/03/preschooler-one-liners.html' title='Preschooler One-Liners'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653209635518936989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BWNZ-KoKgv4/TBSFft0KJjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VZJjKMs8RA/S220/profile.sq.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
